I Just Knew There Were Stories I

Well, Writing Was What I Wanted To Do, It Was Always What I Wanted To Do. I Had Novels To Write So I Wrote Them.

Rejections Are Painful, But Inevitable. They're Every Writer's Rite Of Passage.

That Which Could Hunger, Could Starve.

Tolerance, Like Any Aspect Of Peace, Is Forever A Work In Progress, Never Completed, And, If We're As Intelligent As We Like To Think We Are, Never Abandoned.

You Are Hierarchical. That's The Older And More Entrenched Characteristic. We Saw It In Your Closest Animal Relatives And In Your Most Distant Ones. It's A Terrestrial Characteristic. When Human Intelligence Served It Instead Of Guiding It, When Human Intelligence Did Not Even Acknowledge It As A Problem, But Took Pride In It Or Did Not Notice It At All... That Was Like Ignoring Cancer.